Just a little pre-segment note:
There's a reason for the author notes at the bottom, just saying.
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SEGMENT TWO
INT. POOL HOUSE – AFTER FRIDAY NIGHT DINNER
Lorelai is sitting at the counter flipping through some of her daughter's work, while Rory pours some coffee into a couple of mugs. Most of the cake from Friday night dinner is left over, and it seems Lorelai and Rory have already started eating off the tray.
LORELAI: (As she swallows a bite of the cake, with a fork in hand) Ooh, an article on NPC Address by U.N. Representative Zalmay (with exaggerated pronunciation) Khalilzad. Fun stuff. (She takes one of the mugs handed to her).
RORY: (Takes her own mug and pulls a bar stool on the opposite side of the counter) Yeah, it really is.
LORELAI: I was being facetious. (Lorelai pauses as she sniffs her mug)
RORY: (As she sips on her coffee) Of course you were (then makes a face at Lorelai examining her own coffee).
LORELAI: (With an appalled expression) Is this decaf?
RORY: (Makes a face at the accusation) No. (Lorelai raises an eye) Yes. Don't hurt me.
LORELAI: (Sets the mug on the counter) How could you… my flesh and blood… give me decaf?! Seriously… what's the world coming to? Can a mother not trust her own daughter?
RORY: (With her eyes scrunched) Luke made me do it.
LORELAI: (Gasps as she sits up straight) What?! The two of you were in on it?! (Exaggerates) I think I need to disown you both.
RORY: (Sighs) Luke handed me a bag of decaf last week and made me promise that whenever you were over, I'd serve you…
LORELAI: (Gasps again)… decaf! (Remembers in horror) So last Wednesday when I was over…
RORY: (Nods with caution) … you had decaf.
LORELAI: (Horror increases) And I didn't notice?!
RORY: (Shakes her head) No, you didn't. I think you're losing your sense of smell, mom. (Seeing Lorelai's face, she tries to pacify) To be fair, I was distracting you with all those new baby catalogs I found at the magazine stall near the Courant.
LORELAI: (Comically saddened) I can't believe I drank decaf.
RORY: (With a fake grin, points at her mother's stomach) Baby ugh… name-to-be-determined will appreciate it, I'm sure.
LORELAI: I'm so going to have a talk with Luke. (Gestures with a frown) You both are in the dog house, kid.
RORY: (Takes another sip) I'm fine with that. Speaking of which, how's Paul Anka?
LORELAI: He's fine, but I think he's already jealous.
RORY: (Curiously) Of?
LORELAI: The baby.
RORY: Mom, you're just over two months pregnant… you don't even show. How does Paul Anka know there's a baby?
LORELAI: (Nods slowly) Oh, he knows. Besides, I've been telling him every day that there'll be a new addition to the family. That's probably the reason.
RORY: (Confused) Right… that must be it.
LORELAI: (Changes the subject) So, what's new with you?
RORY: Since Wednesday? (Thinks) Hmm… nothing really.
LORELAI: Absolutely nothing happened since we last hung out?
RORY: (With caution she decides to finally tell her) Oh… umm… (tries to be casual) Logan called. (inserts a large bite of the cake in her mouth).
LORELAI: (Surprised, she looks up at her daughter) Logan called? (Rory nods) When? On Wednesday?
RORY: (Shakes her head, with still a bit of cake in her mouth – she continues) It could've been a Wednesday… I can't remember.
LORELAI: (Curiously) Rory?
RORY: (Realizes she cannot hide it any longer) He first called just over a month ago – to congratulate me on the new job.
LORELAI: Honey, I can't believe you felt the need to keep that from me.
RORY: (Shakes her head) I didn't mean to keep it from you. I just didn't get a chance to mention it. Besides, you've been crazy happy since (points at the stomach again) you know… and I didn't want to distract you from any of that.
LORELAI: Aw, Rory. (Sighs) You're right; I've been way too involved in the whole thing.
RORY: Oh no… there's no such thing as too involved when it comes to that. You are happy… and rightly so.
LORELAI: (Nods) Kind of you… but I don't want you keeping things from me. And you or anything to do with you is not a distraction. (As she leans forward) So, how did the phone conversation go?
RORY: They've been fine. Awkward at first.
LORELAI: "They"?
RORY: Yeah, we've talked a few times since then.
LORELAI: (Raises an eye) Ah. (Curiously) What's going on there?
RORY: (Shakes her head as she looks at her mug) Nothing. I think… we're… (sighs) friends… "friendly"…
LORELAI: "Friends"?
RORY: Yeah… I mean, we were friends before, and…
LORELAI: (Shakes her head) No you weren't.
RORY: (As if it's ridiculous) What? Of course we were.
LORELAI: Honey, you and Logan were never friends. I mean, you guys were great together… yes… but there was never a real friendship there. (With gestures) You didn't go from friends to Logan & Rory, you were suddenly Logan & Rory. (Sees Rory concerned) Which is fine… it happens all the time. In fact, I don't think any of the major relationships you've had thus far have started with…
RORY: (Cuts her off) Of course, I have. (Reminds her) Dean?
LORELAI: (Reminds her) You know how that ended right?
RORY: (Sighs as she realizes) Oh my god, you're right.
LORELAI: Rory honey, it's not a bad thing. (Shakes her head again) Friends aren't necessarily the best lovers… and lovers aren't always the best friends. If that makes sense. I mean, there are exceptions to the rule, of course.
RORY: You're right.
LORELAI: (Smiles) But it's great that you and Logan are trying to … you know. Connect on some level.
RORY: (Sighs again) Yeah well, I don't really have a clear understanding of what that level really is.
Scene fades as Lorelai makes a sympathetic expression.
INT. LUKE'S DINER – SATURDAY MORNING
Rory (who is set to spend the morning shopping with her dear mother) enters the diner. The usual suspects are scattered within the establishment. Luke, at the counter, is going through some receipts as he'd done many times before.
LUKE: (Casually looks up and sees Rory walk up to him and sit at the counter) Hey, Rory!
RORY: (With smiles) Hello Luke.
LUKE: Coffee?
RORY: (Nods) Do you have to ask? Speaking of which, I caved.
LUKE: I heard, and it's okay. (As he pours coffee into a mug) Have you had breakfast yet?
RORY: (She takes the mug) No, and I'm starving. But I think mom's going stop to eat quite frequently, (as she looks at the tier next to her) so I think a blueberry muffin should suffice for now.
LUKE: (Nods) You got it.
RORY: Speaking of which, is she…
LUKE: She should be down any time now. (As he sets a plate in front of her, then curiously continues)… What's this I hear about your grandparents being gone this week?
RORY: (As she picks at her muffin) Oh yeah, they're going to be in California for a week – and mom's just ecstatic.
LUKE: Ah. That's why she's been…
RORY: (With a smile finishes his sentence) … chipper than usual? (Luke nods. Lorelai enters the scene) Hey.
LUKE: (Smiles) Hey.
LORELAI: (Walks behind the counter and gives a quick peck on her husband-to-be's cheek) Hey. (To Rory) You're early.
RORY: (Looks at her wrist watch as Lorelai makes her way around the counter) Am I? (Sees her mother carrying a piece of paper and a pen along with her purse) What's that?
LORELAI: We… (Gestures at Luke and herself) have yet to find a honeymoon destination.
RORY: (Surprised) What? You haven't decided yet?
LUKE: (Shakes his head as he continues to go about his work) Nope.
LORELAI: (Nods) We haven't been able to decide on any of these places (she hands the piece of paper to her daughter).
RORY: (As she silently reads the list) Ooh… they all sound so good.
LORELAI: Exactly!
RORY: (She hands back the piece of paper) Mom, you have to pick one soon…
LORELAI: (Grins) I know… and you're going to help me.
RORY: (Protests) Oh really? And how's that?
LORELAI: I carried you for nine months.
RORY: (In sync with Luke, rolls her eyes) Are you going to hold that over my head for the rest of my life?
LORELAI: (With smiles) Count on it.
Scene fades.
EXT. CRAP SHACK – SUNDAY MORNING
Scene enters as Luke walks onto the front yard of the crap shack.
LUKE: (Spots Tom walking down the stairs) Hey Tom.
TOM: (With a hard hat on) Luke. Just the man I was looking for.
LUKE: (Places his hands on his sides) What's up?
TOM: The master bedroom and the hallway are completed. The paint hasn't dried completely – but it should be fine by tomorrow.
LUKE: (Nods) Great.
TOM: So if you want to move the furniture from the garage – so the weather won't ruin it, I'd say now's the time.
LUKE: Oh… we don't have any furniture for the top floor. Except maybe the stuff that goes in the master bathroom.
TOM: (Curiously) What about the furniture from the old master bedroom (Luke uncomfortably opens his mouth to give some sort of an answer, but Tom raises his hand) Never mind, I don't want to know. Anyhow, all that's left right now is to paint the two new rooms, and then finish the kitchen… we're moving right along – so the place should be ready by mid-November.
LUKE: (Nods) That's great, Tom.
TOM: (Gestures to the interior of the house) Alright, I have to go check on the boys.
LUKE: Thank you, Tom.
As Tom leaves, Luke stands in the same spot and admires everything in front of him. Scene fades on his smiling face.
INT. HARTFORD COURANT – MONDAY MORNING
Rory is at her desk editing away on her computer. She seems to be enjoying her work as she murmurs with her edits. Someone comes up to her side of the cubicle.
NATE: (As he looks at some documents) Rory…
RORY: (Abruptly stops her work and turns to face Nate) Hey Nate.
NATE: … I am working on this piece about Myanmar…
RORY: Oh wow… great…
NATE: (Looks down at her for the first time with a decent – almost friendly expression) I'm hoping to complete it in the next couple of days. And since you did a great job of editing the "Freedom" piece (Rory's face lights up almost blushing at his compliment)… I was wondering if you'd like to take…
RORY: (Cutting in) Yes. Definitely. (Stands up) Sure… I would love to take a look at it.
NATE: (Nods) Great. Oh, (Remembers, as he taps the few pieces of paper with his pencil) also… I wanted to run this past you… what do you think of the title "How About Burmyanmar, Instead?" (Rory nods, as Nate tries to explain his reason) You know, with the entire controversy surrounding the name…
RORY: (Nods) No, no… I get it. It's a great title. Brilliant, in fact.
NATE: (Brow furrowed) Yeah?
RORY: Definitely.
NATE: (Nods, then turns to go back to his office) Good… good. Thanks.
RORY: (Stands there completely satisfied with how things just went down, but irrationally finds the need to ask him why he'd been indifferent to her) Umm, Nate?
NATE: (Now a few steps away, he turns) Yeah?
RORY: (Chickening out, she brushes it off) Oh… wow… that's weird. (Nate raises his eyes and waits for her) I just completely spaced out. I can't remember what I was going to say…
NATE: (Not thinking twice about it) Oh, well whenever you remember.
Nate walks away.
RORY: (Shakes her head at what an idiot she was just then – then she mouths…) Idiot! (And goes back to work).
Scene fades.
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That's it for now. Thoughts?
Will update with segment three as soon as possible.